.And hold your shorts by elastic.. And dhire dhire niche leke jaunga…..She: aaaaahhh.. Me aapke balon ko sehlaungi…Me: haaan… Wowww…I will see...your panty line… Konse color ki h panty abhi?She: blue hi h..Me: woww… And dhire dhire tumhari shorts niche kar dunga…. I will raise your legs and remove your shorts…. Ab kya pehna hua h? ;)She: bra and panty :-*Me: yeaaahh.. Fir dono bedroom me jayenge… And I will make you lie on bed….Me apne shirt and trouser nikal dunga.. Fir baniyan me… I am. She then laid on the bed and spread her legs wide open carrying all her saree up to her hip. She was wearing an expensive panties which was with laces. She pulled me and pushed my head to her vagina. First smelled her panties and then slowly with one finger I slightly remove her panties on one corner. The smell of her cunt was far better than her panties. Slowly I licked her clitoris she started to moan wildly and asked me “do you do this to your wife regularly?” said “she loved it” she said”. "You try to be a good girl but that makes you miserable. You try to convince yourself otherwise and it works for the most part, but you know the truth deep down and so do we." Suddenly, Damon pressed his body against me, his face so close to mine. My whole body was shaking and I could no longer tell if it was from fear or lust. What was he doing to me? "Its time to be honest baby girl. Deep down, you're a dirty little slut." He stared me in the eyes as he said it. I breath was ragged. I was. Whitaker didn’t catch you,’ she giggled. Karen’s lucky finger reached down even further, tracing the smooth skin between Bridgette’s sweet pink pussy and her puckered brown anus, softly stroking that fragrant flesh. ‘Oh! THAT really feels nice, too!’ chirped Bridgette. ‘Please, do it again.’ Karen certainly didn’t need urging, and she continued stroking around Bridgette’s anus, bringing her finger closer and closer to that secret cavern of delights, until her finger was poised directly under.